As I fell through the hole everything grew wider and stranger.
As I fell through the hole and everything was…
I can’t find up.
I can’t find anything.
I felt your hand as I fell through the hole and everything grew darker and stranger.
I knew I was never coming back.
I can’t find up.
I can’t find anything.
I can’t die in water.
This sharp stinging world.
My screaming delight.
Birth of the day and end of the night.
I’m waiting for the bottom that never comes.
I’m waiting.
I’m waiting.
I’m waiting.
I’m waiting.
I’m waiting.
I’m waiting.
I am waiting.
I’m waiting.
I’m waiting.

General Commentit reminds me of when in alice in wonderland shes falling through the rabbit hole
because she doesn't know which way is up or where she is, and it seems as though there'll never be a bottom